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Upon eternal seas I sail,
the Captain of my dreams.
I’m guided
by the moon and stars,
the songs that sigh on swirling streams.

My course set on Forevermore
I haul against the wheel,
the storms I fight,
the spray I savor,
furious waves pound rudder and keel.

Sunshine warms this weathered face,
washed cleaner by the rain.
My company,
the birds at sea
that sing their solemn, sad refrain.

A scent of lotus on the air
foretells I’m coming near;
no sight of land,
but Paradise
beyond the next frontier.

My cruise will (someday) run its course;
my ship will come to shore.
I’ll find you waiting
there for me
at home, Forevermore.